Deep in the grassland, two mechs stood ten meters apart.

"Brother Ye, President Ye, is this really appropriate?" Ning He asked helplessly, the mecha on the opposite side was already holding a black alloy Mo knife in his hand, looking like he was sharpening his knife.

Ning He could even think of the scene in Ye Qingyun's mind, he was like a pig and sheep, waiting to be slaughtered.

"Hehe, the strong are all beaten out." Ye Qingyun dropped a sentence, the Mo knife went to the ground, the booster flame burst into flames, and rushed over with a drag knife.

"Damn!"

Ning He held the sword in both hands and slammed the long sword to block it.

But I saw Ye Qingyun grinning in the mecha, and Mo Dao pulled out a perfect arc and slashed straight down, and the momentum was unstoppable.

"Click!"

The image and crisp sound of the alloy longsword breaking were the last images and sounds Ning He saw in front of him, his eyes were dark, and after a few seconds, he felt a sense of falling, and he drove the same mecha down steadily from a height of two meters above the ground.

"Don't worry, I've set this room to infinite resurrection mode, resurrect on the spot."

Ye Qingyun saw his confusion, and the corners of his mouth smiled.

“......”

Ning He was silent, he just wanted to say something, Ye Qingyun raised the knife in his hand, and the Mo knife slashed deeply into the core of his mecha, and he could even see the sparks coming out of it.

"Boom!" The mecha exploded, Ning He's eyes were black again, and he hung up again.

"Boom!" The mecha fell, and Ning He opened his hand to make Ye Qingyun stop.

"Click."

The two mecha arms were cut off as soon as they stretched out, and then Ye Qingyun stabbed him again, sending him back to life.

Ning He roared in annoyance: "Bastard! ”

Anyone who is killed like this pig will be angry, a teenager who used to wander in the streets and alleys, the ruthlessness in his heart was stimulated.

This time, he didn't wait for death on the spot after he fell, he was very clever with a thruster, the cyan tail flame exploded, and the mecha flew backwards, which was able to avoid Ye Qingyun's sweep.

Ye Qingyun raised his eyebrows: "Yo he~ The blind cat hit a dead mouse?" Come on, come on, and see how many times you can dodge! ”

Ye Qingyun's thrusters also accelerated, and the two mechas, one in front and one behind, chased in the depths of the grassland.

Ning He had just breathed a sigh of relief, and the sound of a sharp blade breaking through the wind suddenly sounded in his ears, and he looked down to see that a knife tip was already exposed on his chest.

Ye Qingyun threw it directly.

"Boom!"

The mech explodes.

"Boom!"

Reborn, the mecha falls.

"Boom!"

The mecha exploded again, and the mech fell again.

“......”

This process repeated itself in this grassland, accompanied by Ning He's various impotent rages and Ye Qingyun's rampant laughter.

Gu Ziqing, who was on the small slope in the distance, silently watched the beautiful scenery chasing here, and there was an e-book on the screen at hand that was in a state of automatic browsing.

It's good for these two to practice like this, and she can just relax and read books.

Well, that's right.

Three hours later, Ning He caught Ye Qingyun's Mo knife for the first time, and just a little joy in his heart was split in half by the second knife that followed.

"Boom!" Mecha Whereabouts.

Ye Qingyun blocked his escape route and said with a smile: "Don't run, I'll be here this morning." Died two hundred and twenty-one times, not bad, not bad, tsk, keep up the good work in the afternoon. ”

"Come back in the afternoon?" Ning He's face turned pale.

Ye Qingyun glanced at him: "Of course, you have to become a B-level pilot at least in a month, otherwise you will be killed by the gang that destroyed the city." I checked the forum of our school, Yu Que, an A-level pilot, with the title of City Breaker. In the end, Ye Qingyun's voice was heavy.

Every pilot with a title is not to be underestimated, and he has no bottom in his heart before he fights.

"......" Ning He shook his head weakly, he already knew that he would not participate in the Martial Arts Society.

Of course, this is angry talk, although he has been abused all morning, but the feeling of manipulating the mecha to fight has made him a little addicted.

It was a feeling he had never experienced before.

Power in your own hands.

At noon, the three of them ate a little casually in the cafeteria, accompanied by beautiful and handsome guys like Gu Ziqing and Ye Qingyun, and the return rate was naturally not low, and even Ning He was picked out.

However, it is only limited to the dormitory number and admission information, and Baiyun University has done a good job in terms of students' personal privacy.

For example, the goddess Gu Ziqing of the Literature Society, her identity is still a mystery after a year.

After eating, Ning He and Ye Qingyun went straight to the Jiwu Pavilion, but Gu Ziqing did not accompany them, she was going to preside over the activities of the Literature Club, and the three new members could not be left out in the cold.

She wants to revitalize the Literary Society!

"Do you know, Senior Sister Gu also has a title." Ye Qingyun cut off his mecha head with a sword, and said very naturally.

"See." Ning He said bitterly, I thought that Gu Ziqing would be similar to himself, and they could still practice and progress as opponents, but he didn't expect that he was actually a hidden master, and the club of three people was the best for him, and he was a little disappointed.

In the afternoon, there was endless slaughter, and he could only occasionally make two moves with Ye Qingyun, and most of the time he was killed by one blow.

"I didn't expect that the senior sister actually hid a hand, and before I came in, I thought she was an ordinary pilot who played casually."

Ning and disdain, "Cut, only allow you to have a title, right?" As he spoke, the mecha landed, Ning He's thrusters were at full power, and he played a game of grassland chase with Ye Qingyun.

"The condition for obtaining the title is that the strength is at least A-level, the entire federation has a trillion population, twenty-one star districts, and only a few thousand students can meet this condition. Ye Qingyun was a little emotional, his hands were not idle, he was accumulating, locking, and throwing in one go.

A silver-glossed alloy spear flew towards Ning He, who was running wildly in front of him, piercing the energy core in his chest.

At the moment when the spear was about to catch up with Ning He, his fuselage turned sideways one hundred and eighty degrees, and the long sword in his hand turned around, and the clanging sound sounded, the spear head and blade sparkled everywhere, and he actually hit the spear!

Ye Qingyun's spear was knocked down on the grass, and Ning He's long sword trembled slightly and was held firmly by him.

"Blocked ......"

Ye Qingyun's eyes narrowed slightly and said to himself, he didn't care about the dropped spear, the mecha thruster sprayed flames, and rushed straight to Ning He with his bare hands.

Ning He did not retreat, but advanced, and also rushed towards Ye Qingyun with a long sword in his hand.

Spiritual energy improved his five senses, which was why he was able to hit the head of the spear just now, and now that Ye Qingyun had no weapon, it was a good time for him to fight back.

Seeing what you can do if you don't have a weapon, Ning He is very calm, without the impetuousness of the morning and the joy of seizing the opportunity.

The two mecha were only thirty meters apart, and Ye Qingyun came in an instant, and he jumped lightly to avoid Ning He's sweeping long sword and jumped directly above Ning He.

Ning He subconsciously raised his head, just in front of the flipped Ye Qingyun, and Ye Qingyun was radiant.

I saw that the flame mouth of the thruster was facing upward, Ye Qingyun's mecha fell vertically, and the two powerful mechanical legs stepped firmly on Ning He's shoulders, Ning He reacted and wanted to swing his sword to drive him away, Ye Qingyun's propulsion flame was still advancing upward, and the powerful thrust pressed down with Ning He, and the center of gravity was unstable and could not swing the sword.

And Ye Qingyun was actually able to squat down steadily under such circumstances, and the gray mechanical arm grabbed Ning He's head, exerted force, and shattered the skull.

"Actually, I can just crush your head with my foot.,But this seems too humiliating.,As the president, you still have to care about the emotions of the members.。 Ye Qingyun played with the taste and picked up Ning He's long sword.

Ning He ignored him, and after the rebirth landed, he directly waved his long sword and fought with him again, and then after two moves, the core was pierced by Ye Qingyun's sword, and the mecha exploded.

"Do you want to know where my title came about?"

Ning He still ignored him, the chat flow of this thing would distract him, and he just wanted to fight every life well.

"Don't talk and have a desire to win? Tsk, young man. ”

Ye Qingyun sighed and didn't speak, the two of them kept repeating the scene of Ning He being killed and then reborn, no different from the morning, except that Ning He could make a move or two with him in the afternoon, instead of landing directly and going to the sky again.

Ye Qingyun kept changing weapons, swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, and hooks, and in just one day, he let Ning He experience more than a hundred ways to die, and he wanted to help Ning He improve his adaptability.

What Ye Qingyun didn't know was that the mecha fighting in Ning He's eyes had changed a lot since the morning. Ning He quickly adapted to the mecha operation, and he showed amazing talent.

After enlightening the spirit, the world in his eyes became more detailed, Ye Qingyun's every move was also very clear, and time seemed to slow down a little in his eyes.

The street experience when he was a child also made him more fierce than many people and knew how to make trade-offs.

At night, when I went back to the dormitory, Ning He meditated for two hours as usual and went to sleep.

After class on Monday, he went straight to the Martial Arts Hall alone.

Ye Qingyun and Gu Ziqing usually have their own academic life, and it is impossible to stay with him every day. The two of them summed it up, and in the next month, Gu Ziqing trained Ning He and Ye Qingyun on Wednesdays and Fridays, and on weekends, they trained in a fixed club for half a day every day.

Ninghe's college life began in this way.